Saturday, February 15, 2014



I am your mother: do not neglect me!
Children protect me-I need your trust;
my breath is your breath, my death is your death,
ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

I am your nurture; do not destroy me!
Love and enjoy me, savor my fruit;
my good is your good, my food is your food,
water and flower, branches and root.

I am your lodging: do not abuse me!
Tenderly use me, soothing my scars;
my health is your health, my wealth is your wealth,
shining with promise, set among stars.

The Creator is our maker, do not deny,
                                                              challenge, defy or, threaten this place;
                                                              life is to cherish, care, or we perish!
                                                              I am your mother, tears on my face

Poem by Shirley Erena Murray, image by Angela Babby. We either start putting in more than we take out or it will be done for us. I guarantee we won't like the results. 

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